Deadly Love Novels & Stories

************** Dante scoffed bitterly as he took a sip from his wine, and he took a drag from his cigarette. "How could they?" Dante screamed angrily and connected his fist with the wall, the anger in him refusing to subside. "Love is one of the deadliest, scariest, stupidest things to ever exist. You might do things that are scary or stupid, but it's just for protection. Love makes you go the extra mile just to prove how worthy you are.

I smiled for the lens, picked at the ribbon, and opened it. The smell hit first, metallic and sweet in a way that made my stomach turn. Inside was a teddy bear soaked in fake blood, the fur matted dark, glass eyes staring up at me, and a card pinned to its chest. I only saw the first line before my hands stopped working. YOU SHOULD HAVE DIED AT THE GALA. The box slipped. The bear hit the studio floor with a wet sound that was too loud in the sudden quiet. I shoved back from the couch so hard the legs screeched.

But she had thought about it and said, “But you’re with the Strategic System. You’ll be gone after you finish your missions.” I laughed and promised her, “I’m different. I won’t leave. We’ll spend the rest of our lives together.” In reality, I had fulfilled my promise. I had only ever cared for Alyse all my life, and my love had never wavered. It was Alyse who had forsaken me. Blood could not nourish love, and hatred had overwritten the joy of the past. We had no chance anymore. The system said to me, “Seeing as we have worked together for so long, I can put you back in your body and bring you back to—”

* Expressionless, Killian snapped Dad's neck. Two elderly corpses lay on the expensive carpet, blood pooling around them. Killian stood between the bodies, gasping for air. His gaze shifted from confusion to shock, and finally to utter dead silence. He looked at his hands and suddenly let out a laugh that made my blood run cold: "Hahahaha..." "Is this love?" "Love is a weakness! Love is death!" "I don't need this! No one gets close to me ever again!" [Player Keal: Deceased.]

He couldn't believe it. "I died because I loved?" Blake asked. "Is it bad to love, Dark? I just loved him, but why did I die?" Blake shook his head. "Dark, my child. He doesn't love his wife, he loves me. But why is this? Why did God do this?" "There is nothing wrong with love but what is done because of love sometimes hurts." Said Dark. "You loved the wrong woman. She is married, that law is in the bible. Sixth commandment, adultery."

And how she couldn't even think about food now. "Oh! My darling daughter this is very serious!" "What is it dad?! I need to know? Is it deadly?" "Oh yes" her father held both her cheeks. "You're in love my daughter. And love is the most deadliest disease in the world. You have been affected my sweet child." Mury hit her chest with her hands unbelieving what she had just been told. "Me? In love? But—"

If only she could see him in the light that he saw her, if only she looked past the fact of him being her father’s murderer and come to see him for who he was truly, but that was nearly impossible, her everyday contact with him, reminded her of the fact that her father was dead and he was the cause. He almost regretted killing her father, even if it had to be done, sometimes, he wondered how it would have been if they had met in a different circumstance, would he be allowed to woo her, will she accept, would their life had been different from how it is now. He had to admit to himself the very base of what he felt now, LOVE. “I think I’m love with you, Dianne Nefertiti Nigel Maximillian, and

I have made my choice. My past life ended because I chose Rome over Sin. I cheated. Though, it seems there's much more to my death than I am unaware of. With him, I will get my true awakening. I will find peace with Sin. To many, Sin is the definition of Evil. To many, he is the enemy. But he truly isn't. Whenever he gazes into my eyes, I see the intense love he has for me. He ended my life out of jealousy— that is still unclear, and I know there's more to that story. But he brought me back to life, because he couldn't live without me. I don't know what you want to call it, but I call that love. Maybe dark love.

Slowly but surely "Tell me now because it's killing me inside knowing… I'm… knowing there exists someone you love or want"Vivie was desperate. Tears lingered in her eyes, her chest tightening so much that she couldn't handle the pain. Her heart was on the verge of cracking. Love was a dangerous feeling. It could kill and build. With her, her love for Victor was insane. It had entered her flesh, her bones, and flowed through her blood. She loved his body and soul, inside out with every fiber of her being "Vic" Vivie couldn't hold her tears, her eyes started watering despite the many times she suppressed crying. It was a weakness to her.

“Or maybe I’m what remains of him in you.” She gave a bitter, faint smile. “Then tell me… Why must it all repeat? Blood, hatred, death?” Lucien stepped closer, each footfall spreading darkness. “Because we never freed ourselves. The Daughter of Light and the Blood King were made to end each other — but both chose love.” Thunder tore the sky. Evelyn looked up. Blood moonlight pierced the clouds, illuminating her wounded body. “Love? That killed everyone I ever cared for.” Lucien bowed his head, lips trembling in a silent smile. “No. Fear killed them.”